I'm really not the Pokémon King

In the morning, Yang Xiaoshu woke up early. Under the guidance of Dawu, he bathed Metagross with an iron brush and then massaged it with a towel.

After doing all this, Yang Xiaoshu handed the four pieces of metal to Metagross, which was rubbed shiny, then picked up two pieces of bread that Dawu had just baked, carried his schoolbag, and walked out of the house.

The weather today was a bit gloomy, and it was obviously going to rain, but Yang Xiaoshu didn't panic since he had an umbrella in his schoolbag.

Not long after, he went down to the first floor.

After greeting Aunt Zhang in the duty room as usual, Yang Xiaoshu strode out of the apartment building.

"Speaking of which, because of the existence of Dawu and Metagross, that place actually feels like home."

Looking up at the location of the east door on the 18th floor, Yang Xiaoshu walked towards the school with light steps in a good mood.

Lucheng No. [-] Middle School, where Yang Xiaoshu studied, is located in the north of Lucheng. It is a private middle school with a long history and strong teaching staff. It was purchased by the parliament a few years ago and is now a tuition-free public school.

When Yang Xiaoshu came here, there were already many lower grade students wandering around, talking and laughing in twos and threes, and they looked very promiscuous at first glance.

Yang Xiaoshu glanced enviously for a few times, then shook his head and walked into the teaching building.

Perhaps because they did not want graduates to have fun on campus, the school arranged their classrooms on the fifth and sixth floors.

For Yang Xiaoshu, during a 10-minute break, the teacher of the previous class had to wait for 5 minutes, go downstairs for 2 minutes, and go up the stairs for another 2 minutes. Even the preparation bell for the next class had to be set 1 minute in advance. How could this happen? Spend some time on campus

And usually, even when I go downstairs to buy water, I am always nervous, for fear that I will be punished by the teacher for being late for the next class.

Therefore, over time, graduates like Yang Xiaoshu are so good at it that after class, they can often lie down, never sit down, sit down, never stand, but they just want to be "comfortable and comfortable."

Just when Yang Xiaoshu walked to the corner of the stairs on the third floor, he suddenly met the beauty of the class. Not to mention that this girl was really beautiful, with eyebrows like green feathers, muscles like white snow, and teeth like shells, just like a tranquil flower. Water hibiscus.

"The class flower is on duty today."

Seeing the other party looking at him excitedly, Yang Xiaoshu, who originally wanted to go upstairs directly, had no choice but to bite the bullet and ask.

"Yang Xiaoshu, can you, can you do me a favor?"

There is a bucket of water at the foot of the class flower, and her breasts are like a lively Lulili, jumping up and down with full energy.

"Is this bucket of water too heavy?"

Yang Xiaoshu walked over to meet the expectant gaze of the class beauty, pressed his hand, and motioned her to squat down. After the other party did so, Yang Xiaoshu picked up the bucket of dead water and placed it on the class flower's shoulders.

"Of course it's tiring to hold such a heavy bucket of water, but it's much easier to carry it on your shoulders like this."

After Yang Xiaoshu finished speaking, he smiled and walked away with a smile on the stunned expression of the class flower.

After a long time, looking at the group of juniors and juniors around him who were blatantly "stealing for fun", the class beauty who came back to her senses stamped her feet angrily, then carried the bucket and climbed up to the sixth floor in one breath. "Dong dong" walked into the classroom.

"Hey, Xiaoshu, what do you think happened to the class beauty today?"

Seeing the class beauty walk in with a gloomy look, Wang Xiaofan at the front desk turned his head, knocked on Yang Xiaoshu's desk, and asked curiously.

Yang Xiaoshu calmly took out the textbook for the first class from his schoolbag and replied: "Who knows, maybe it's because I ate a bomb and was in a bad mood."

Wang Xiaofan: ""

You think I'm stupid

You two came in one after the other, could you not know?

Seeing that Yang Xiaoshu didn't want to talk, Wang Xiaofan had no choice but to turn around angrily and prepare things for the first class.

Time flies to the afternoon.

Yang Xiaoshu finished all today's classes in his sleep.

On the podium, the head teacher Zhang Yu was still giving endless instructions. At the window seat, his deskmate Shu Han propped up his little head and admired his sleeping profile with his big and smart eyes.

Xiaoshu is so handsome, he is so handsome even when he is asleep. It would be great if there were not those annoying idiots next to him. In that case, Xiaoshu would be mine alone, hehe.

Feeling the eyes of the girls around him who were blatantly coveting Yang Xiaoshu, Shu Han was a little angry and a little disdainful.

In the past three years, despite your frequent tricks, I, Shu Han, have been sitting here steadily, daydreaming there every day, thinking that if I get closer to the little tree, I will gain his favor, but As a result, have you ever been looked at by Xiaoshu?

But when Shu Han thought about it, she seemed to have not been looked at by Yang Xiaoshu, but what does it matter?

No matter what, I am also a woman living in Yang Xiaoshu’s peripheral vision. Can I be the same as those people?

Just when Shu Han was secretly laughing at the girls nearby, Yang Xiaoshu opened his eyes and said to her: "Don't your eyes hurt from the time you've been staring at me since morning?"

Shu Han shook his head: "It doesn't hurt. Even if I'm blinded by you looking at me like this, I won't say it hurts."

"Ok."

Yang Xiaoshu sighed helplessly.

Then he straightened his back and stretched his left hand towards Shu Han's right face.

Xiaoshu, is he going to touch my face? But in front of so many people, will it be a bit sudden? Do I want to reject him?

Looking at the enlarging hand in her field of vision, Shu Han was slightly nervous, but soon a powerful voice roared in her heart.

What are you thinking about? Shu Han, you have been waiting for this day for three years. How can you have the heart to reject Xiao Shu and make him sad?

Thinking of this, Shu Han let go of the tension in his heart and showed a look of expectation.

Just like that, under Shu Han's expectant eyes, Yang Xiaoshu put his hand on Shu Han's face and twisted her head to the other side.

"Classmate Shu Han, the scenery outside the window is prettier than mine. I suggest you take a closer look."

Yang Xiaoshu said softly.

To be honest, he really couldn't understand what these girls were thinking.

When he was a freshman in high school, there were a group of tough guys sitting around him, but after his senior year, there were seven girls sitting in the eight seats around him. Except for his best friend Wang Xiaofan, who held the front table for him regardless of his beauty, the other boys had long since disappeared.

The girls in other classes were distributed in separate positions, but the girls in his class were distributed radially with him as the center.

For others, being surrounded by a group of dancing girls every day is a kind of happiness, but for Yang Xiaoshu, who particularly likes purity, it is a kind of torture.

This feeling was like a person with deep sea phobia falling into the deep sea, which made Yang Xiaoshu unable to help but want to escape.